I hope this posting won't be too spicy for some of you. If so, please close your eyes.
We were cleaning out our walk-in cedar closet today and found deep within a book titled The Joy of Sex that was given to us as a joke by a friend some 35 years ago. We'd obviously hidden it from the young eyes who might be prowling about our house. I suppose we were also rather shy about the kids knowing that their parents engaged in anything not done at a proper dinner party.
It reminded me of the time when I had my first "birds and bees" discussion with our children. I sat them down and told them how babies were started. They sat opened mouthed as I explained hoping I was being as matter of fact as I could be and that my face was not pinking up.
My two dumplings pondered the whole thing and then one little voice piped up with, "Yuck."
Then the other child echoed the same sentiment by saying, "Sheesh! Oh well... at least you only had to do it two times to have us."
Monday, June 2, 2008
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Oh dear that bought back uckky memories of once opening a draw in my parents room as a teenager and finding this book. I was mortified and this might be the first time I ever admnitted it!
ReplyDeleteI can remember hiding this book from my parents - I was about 25 at the time!!
ReplyDeleteThis is a great story, Musings. I got a chuckle out of it, especially the "two times" part. Thank you for sharing it.
ReplyDeleteGreat story, Musings.
ReplyDeleteso funny, i remember when i was getting married for the first time, my mom asked me if i knew about "IT". i told her i did...wonder what she would have said if I had said no. her mom never told her so she never told me...it was a different generation. i remember taking her to see the movie titantic which had a very steamy scene in it and feeling uncomfortable with and for her. how funny is life.
ReplyDeleteLaughing. My daughter stuck her fingers in her ears and hummed not wanting to hear anymore. We don't want to think of our parents in that way.
ReplyDeleteMy parents must have been very uneasy about 'the talk'. My father came home one day and presented my with a book entitled "The Stork Didn't Bring You". It had drawings and everything. It was well read over and over.
ReplyDeleteThank you for visiting my blog and the comment today, Musings.
My mom and I talk much more easily about sex now than we did when I was a kid--in fact, we hadn't ever talked at all (like Lin's experience). I sure would have liked to know the truth of some of the stuff I learned various ways later.
ReplyDeleteThanks Musings, you made me smile again.
See? If you had just given the kids the book to read instead of telling your version, maybe they wouldn't have said yuck. LOL.
ReplyDeleteI think we also had it here in Israel when the kids were young, stashed in back of the books on the tallest shelf.
Well, your post is eliciting lots of confessions today!
Only two times? That's a great comment from a child. My boys never could speak of it with me. I talked with them, but they couldn't handle it at all! I'm sure at some point things changed!
ReplyDeleteHehehe. My friend's daughter had heard the story of "the flowers and the bees" and said to her mother; and you and dad did this disgusting thing three times?
ReplyDeleteOh my! I am still laughing. I hope that this is something that you remind your little dumplings about. Lisa
ReplyDeleteThis is very funny. I laughed out loud! Kids!
ReplyDeleteJust chuck the chairs, the chest. Who needs them. After being on the road as a roving volunteer 1995 to 2006, my mantra became DETACHMENT, DIVESTMENT, LIGHTNESS.
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